Named the Wicked
My name is Isabelle Claudius Von Knox. Daughter of the former Empress, Johanna Claudius Von Knox and Emperor, Marcus Hempher Von Knox. Unfortunately, i live under the dark shadow my mother graciously left behind. Born into the reputation of becoming a sly woman like my mother once was, i was forced to face the reality of cruel and unjust judgment from the entire kingdom.
I am the spitting image of my notorious mother, with long pin straight black hair and icy blue eyes, i did nothing but remind everyone of the woman the entire kingdom feared most.
My mother Johanna was a Black Witch, unknown to the world until she was discovered trying to raise me to follow in her footsteps at the young age of 4. I didn't know what was happening until my 14th birthday, when my debut into high society ended with my tears and the revelation of the reputation i had taken on.
'Look at those eyes, i feel like if i looked her face to face id end up frozen to death'
'I bet you a million gold coins she ends up cursing the Emperor and hypnotizes him just like her mother did for power'
'How can she walk free, isn't she just as much a hazard to the kingdom as her mother was?'
'The king must be under a spell to have continued to raise such a child'
These words echo through the walls of my brain. Even as i aged, now 16, these words never fail to remind me of who i am perceived to be. Like metal welded into a sign that hung from my neck. I am the offspring of the woman who cursed her way to the top.